Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 100

Nagarjuna was furious and was on the verge of erupting.

Sanzang's mouth moved slightly, and he wanted to speak again.

Layman Jingxuan is crazy!
Can you keep your mouth shut, please stop talking.

In the end, Sanzang did not speak, but waved his hands, forming a round handprint in the air, and gently pushed it towards Nagarjuna.

Everyone was on full alert, thinking that this was the beginning of a terrifying fight.

But the result was unexpected.

Nagarjuna stretched out his hand and caught Sanzang's handprint in the air, his whole body suddenly restrained, the red robe retracted, and in an instant, he hugged his body docilely.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes,

"You mean, you want to create a world of your own? You have such an ambition, it's the poor monk who underestimated you!"

Before the words fell, I saw a cloud of red clouds floating away.

The figure of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva went straight into the clouds, but there was no vision of stepping on the lotus platform or rainbow across the sky. Obviously, he went in a hurry, and the figure was almost invisible, so a word came from a distance:

"The poor monk will not give up just now. On the journey to the West, I will let you know whose Dharma is the foundation of saving all sentient beings!"

Then there is no more then.

Bodhisattva Nagarjuna got frustrated at Little Star Lord and left the scene sadly.

Next, it became the confrontation between Zhanlu and Layman Jingxuan, and between Shilu and Lingzaosi.

Zhanlu's weapon is naturally the stone sword in his hand.

But Layman Jingxuan's weapons have never been revealed.

In fact, he has also been thinking about how to stab Zhanlu to death first, so as not to let him have the opportunity to stab the sword in his hand.

"Master, let this subordinate block the sword for you!"

Tai Er stepped forward, as a good young man born for ideals, he has been looking forward to a hero's home.

Like Little Star Lord, or Emperor Shadow.

In this way, this life is not in vain, the confidant is not in vain, and the name of the world is also worthy.

"Why do you two fight and kill?"

Little Star Master tried to dissuade, "It is common for craftsmen to learn from each other, but if they are stained with blood, how is it different from a butcher?"

"Shut up! Foolish monk!"

Zhanlu was not polite, and reprimanded the little star master, a frightening light flashed in the gray eyes carved in stone.

Little Star Master immediately took a step back, lowered his head and dared not speak any more.

"Old Sun doesn't believe in evil,"

Seeing the little star master being humiliated, Wukong immediately got angry, bared his teeth, squinted his eyes, and looked at Zhanlu, "Why don't you stab me with a sword, as long as you can make my old grandson bleed, you will win!"

This……

Zhanlu's eyebrows trembled, and a little dust fell off.

Shi Lu has been hiding from the world for a long time, and he still doesn't know about the great sage's reputation, but this monkey has a special physique, obviously not an ordinary creature, but this can't be hidden from his eyes.

"According to your!"

A powerful aura rose from him.

A golden light radiated from the niche.

At this moment, Layman Jingxuan suddenly understood one thing——

This Zhanlu is really a utensil carved in stone, but it has a spiritual connection, wisdom and the ability to act independently.

In other words, the person who carved him gave him the power to walk in the world, unlocked certain rules, and even made the stone sword in his hand a peerless famous striker.

Then the method of the owner of the Shilu is indeed no small matter.

"The Division of Lingzao has always advocated harmony to make money, and does not want to make enemies. I advise you to go back, so what if you are regarded as the authentic one in the world? Our company is in the business of magic weapons, and there is no conflict with you."

It was because Layman Jingxuan wanted to leave a way out for him to persuade him with kind words.

It's nothing for a while.

Zhan Lu is not a roller blind, and he didn't do anything to cut off his own fortune. The conflict between emotions can be avoided if possible.

"Where did you come from, the boy who lives in the position of the head of the Lingzuo, but his vision is so poor!"

Seeing Layman Jingxuan's weak attitude, Zhanlu immediately became doubly aggressive, "I thought I was going to compete with you for petty gains, and I blinded you! What the master wants is the exclusive position of good fortune, Secretary of Lingzao It is incompatible with Shilu in this world!"

Uh.
Layman Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, and then a rush of hot blood rushed to the top of his head, and a suffocating breath stuck in his throat.

I don't know why, but the words "poor vision and knowledge" seem to be his weakness, and he gets angry when he hears it.

But at the same time, he also understood that he named the "33 Heavenly Weapons Book" as the record of good fortune, which was favored by the good fortune of heaven and earth, and bestowed with monstrous luck. The only exclusive luck?
"As a stone statue, it is not easy for you to achieve the present achievement. If the good fortune carving knife falls, if you wait to cut off the possibility of your future development, so if you still want to be an enemy of me, let me make a knife first. Take care of you, no longer have the strength to draw a sword!"

Since this battle cannot be avoided, I will stab you to death first, so as not to listen to your nagging.

Want to stab me, wait until you survive.

"Then let's change the gamble. If you fall with the knife and I'm not dead, you admit defeat and kill yourself on the spot?"

Although Zhan Lu is a stone man, he is not stupid at all. He directly used words to run, vowing to make the current duel into a deadly situation.

Either he died, or Layman Jingxuan died.

"Unacceptable!"

Little Star Lord hastily tugged on Layman Jingxuan's sleeve, "This is a spiritual stone from beyond the sky. From my point of view, he is not weaker than Wukong."

"That's right, master, don't agree, I'm the one to block the sword, and my water and fire bipolar shield is not a vegetarian either!!"

Tai Er also tried to dissuade him.

If the master is dead, how can he participate in the grand plan of Journey to the West and breaking through Mount Sumeru in the future?
The story of a hero will end before it begins, and that is what makes people regret for life.

"Don't try to persuade me any more, I've made up my mind!"

Layman Jingxuan waved his hand to stop Tai Er and Xiao Xingzhu, and took out the Creation Knife with the other hand.

"There's something I think you should know!"

He took two steps forward, and was about to make a move, but stopped temporarily, scanning Zhanlu with his eyes.

"what's up?"

Zhanlu disdains, and stares back angrily.

Wang Jingxuan made a move at this moment.

The Creation Knife is the only "weapon" he can handle now, if the Knife is also considered a weapon.As for other miscellaneous counterfeit magic weapons, they can be used to fish in troubled waters, but they are also unreliable in a life-and-death confrontation.

The only thing he can rely on now is his self-enlightened "sword of good fortune", which even Emperor Ying praised as "the master of the sword", and I don't believe that Zhanlu can stop it.

What's more, just attack a little.

Zhanlu is a psychic of the stone statue. Although the aura flows around his body, the only bit of spiritual consciousness can be traced after all.

Used to deal with a little Yuan Ling between square inches, it is almost tailor-made.

"Layman, pay attention, the aura is three inches below his neck!"

Niaoyou also played a role at the critical moment, using her keen perception of spiritual power to give pointers.

brush~
With a flash of light, the carving knife hit Zhanlu's neck.

"Humph!"

Zhanlu snorted, and in his gray eyes, two ink-like lights flashed.

Almost at the same time, the position of the aura changed, and it came to the position between his two eyebrows, the root of Zuqiao Mountain.

Layman Jingxuan stretched his arms, and the saber's posture remained the same, but the direction of the saber's fall moved up half a foot. Barely, Zhanlu's aura was still within the coverage of the saber intent.

However, the aura flashed again, and then fell sharply downward.

If he runs away this time, then Layman Jingxuan's knife will be completely in vain.

Even if Zhanlu's skull is smashed, but he is a stone statue, as long as a little spirit is immortal, he must still have the ability to fight.

"Wow~"

At this moment, Zhanlu heard a voice, like a baby crying, carefully distinguished, but also like a hallucination.

The time stop skill of the white porcelain doll is activated instantly.

The invisible ripples spread, and even Taier and Wukong, who were on guard behind them, couldn't see clearly what happened.

I just feel a flower in front of my eyes.

The fortune-making knife, impartial, landed on the bridge of Zhanlu's nose.

A stone skin flew up abruptly.

Like a statue that has been in disrepair for a long time, Zhanlu's face looks a little mottled.

Immediately, a rustling of dust fell, and in a blink of an eye, a thin layer of stone powder piled up on the ground.

Everyone looked at Zhanlu again, only to see that he was beyond recognition.

Eyes, nose, eyebrows are all gone.

Where the original face was, there is now a blank space, like a slate cut by a knife.

And his whole body was as stiff as an ordinary stone statue.

With just one blow, Zhanlu's Yuanling was destroyed.

"hiss!"

In the body of Layman Jingxuan, Niaoyou took a deep breath, showing a relaxed expression, "As expected of being transformed by a spiritual stone from beyond the sky...Master, it's a pity that you can't taste such a delicacy!"

Ha ha!

The battle ended in an instant. Layman Jingxuan maintained an elegant appearance, and slowly finished the half-sentence he hadn't said just now.

"My vision is not high, my knowledge is limited, and my cultivation is so-so, but in addition to the division of spiritual creation, I have another identity, that is——

Man of Destiny! "

Destiny's sword bearer?
Tai Er shook her flowing long hair, this is my master, so handsome.

Wukong stretched out his hand and picked out his ear.

When Layman Jingxuan shot, he secretly moved his upper body out of the cave to prevent accidents, and now, he slowly retracted.

Little Star Master's eyes moved, as if he remembered something, and with a hint of confusion in his expression, he asked blankly,
"Fate wielding the sword, why do these words sound familiar?"

(End of this chapter)